About the work

A closer look.

The one I kept. Cracked porcelain, blue-grey eyes, black plush, a whole winter of fine crazing sealed under cloudy glaze so the lines have depth. I made a lot of faces I could let go of. This is the one I did not. Finished, one of one: the full-resolution portrait, plus the page written for her at the fair. Four o'clock light goes hard and she starts looking. If you buy her, she leaves my shelf for good. No copies, no reprint.